You had your chance
to tell your side of the story.
They listened.
They understood.
They saw how, unknowingly,
they were pulled into a web of manipulation—
spun by him, the true betrayer.
And yet,
after everything,
the one still standing is him.
The one smiling freely is him.
The one allowed to shine—
is him.
There isn’t much you can do, my love.
Keep healing.
Keep being that seed.
Water yourself each day.
Bathe in the sunlight.
When you finally bloom,
they will regret
not standing beside you.
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 8:53 AM UTC
You had your chance
to tell your side of the story.
They listened.
They understood.
They saw how, unknowingly,
they were pulled into a web of manipulation—
spun by him, the true betrayer.
And yet,
after everything,
the one still standing is him.
The one smiling freely is him.
The one allowed to shine—
is him.
There isn’t much you can do, my love.
Keep healing.
Keep being that seed.
Water yourself each day.
Bathe in the sunlight.
When you finally bloom,
they will regret
not standing beside you.
